| Say what you see, say what you say
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| Your youth’s your enemy
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| All your thoughts invade us
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| A penance of fools that mass complain
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| Opinions, tall warnings
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| Never asked you for them anyway
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| Blessing us with your knowledgable wealth
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| If only you could hear yourself
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| Make a move, make a scene
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| I’m over you and over me
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| You’re problem I we ned to fix
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| Fill a fools grave with idealists
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| Make a mover, make a scene
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| You’re overthinking everything
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| You need a problem you can fix
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| Ideals change the ideals mix
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| You read my mind, you set me straight
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| You test the nerves on which you grate
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| We’re all heading south yes have no doubt
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| So listen up and hear me out
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| Shut down this world of mouth
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| Do what you do, do it your way
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| The choice not yours to say
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| Lack of reserve appeals
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| The flack to you poison all consoled
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| Opinions tall warnings
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| Never asked you for them anyway
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| Blessing us with complete affinity
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| You talk the patience out of me
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| Make a move, make a scene
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| I’m over you and over me
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| You’re problem I we ned to fix
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| Fill a fools grave with idealists
|
| Make a mover, make a scene
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| You’re overthinking everything
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| You need a problem you can fix
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| Ideals change the ideals mix
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| You read my mind, you set me straight
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| You test the nerves on which you grate
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| We’re all heading south yes have no doubt
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| So listen up and hear me out
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| Shut down this world of mouth
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| P.C., a public craze
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| Such a public Inconvenience
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| Out of control and shameless
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| The call for sincere concern and blame
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| Opinions, tall warnings
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| Never asked you for them anyway
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| Blessing us with complete affinity
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| You talk the patience out of me
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| Make a move, make a scene
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| I’m over you and over me
|
| You’re problem I we ned to fix
|
| Fill a fools grave with idealists
|
| Make a mover, make a scene
|
| You’re overthinking everything
|
| You need a problem you can fix
|
| Ideals change the ideals mix
|
| You read my mind, you set me straight
|
| You test the nerves on which you grate
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| We’re all heading south yes have no doubt
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| So listen up and hear me out
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| Shut down this world of mouth |